Fire In Cairo

When I was young, I never knew that “Fire In Cairo” wasn’t about the city in Egypt. Now I do.  Listen here:  Fire In Cairo

Burning Bride


It was a hot July
Wild fires filled the sky
They weren’t as hot as the fire in our eyes
Such a hot July
Time to burn your bride
You said, baby, can we go for a drive?

I took you to the places that I go to hide out
I took you to the places I don’t talk about
Pricked our fingers crimson and our debts were all in
Drove into the wind and we sin-sin-sinned
Drove into the wind and sinned

Watched the river run
Bottled up the sun
Capped it up and filled it with mud
Watched it wash away
What was left of our days
You said, my love, I won’t go away

They took you to the place I’d only heard about
They took you to the place where you could wash me out
Fingers healed anew with your demons stitched in
You dove into the wind and you sin-sin-sinned
Dove into the wind and sinned

I told you no, no, no
I said I cannot go
Took the shot but my aim was so low
Yelling no, no, no
Tied it up with a bow
I’m drowning in a one-man show

I bled out in the places that I go to hide out
I bloodied up the reasons I don’t talk about
Struck another match and I threw myself in
I dove into the fire and I sin-sin-sinned
Dove into the fire and sinned.

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